Two immigration officials, Mrs. Sheehan and Mr. Gorski, arrive at Bronte's apartment to check on the validity of her marriage to Georges. After what seems to be a successful interview, Mrs. Sheehan asks one more question...
Sheehan: As a matter of curiosity, how did you two meet? I'm sure it was very romantic.
There is a moment of dead silence between Georges and Bronte.
Bronte: We -
Georges: Well, ah -
Bronte: You go ahead.
Georges: No you please.
Bronte: We just-
Georges:We sort of crashed into each other. Boom. Like that.
Sheehan: Goodness.
Georges: I was carrying a lot of parcels.
Gorski: Parcels?
Georges:Yes, parcels. I picked them up.
Bronte: Anton, don't forget about Anton.
Georges: Anton, yes.
Bronte: He was with Georges and I knew him.
Georges: He also helped pick up the parcels.
Bronte: Yes, but the point is darling that he introduced us.
Georges: That's true, he did, he did, yes.
Another moment of silence.
Sheehan: And?
Georges: Ahh, it was raining and-
Bronte: Yes, we got soaked.
Georges: I took one of her parcels when I pick up mine.
Sheehan: Oh you had parcels too?
Georges: Everyone had parcels, so many parcels. So I, I picked up one of hers.
Bronte: By mistake.
Georges: Yes, so I had my parcels and her parcels and I was staggering around, like this-
Georges is interrupted by the phone ringing.
Sheehan: Somebody better get the telephone.
Georges: Couldn't be for me.
Bronte: Well it could be dear, but don't worry I'll get it, we don't want to have a husband and wife fight in front of our guests.
Bronte: (on phone) Hello? Phil! You're still upstate aren't you? No, I'm not glad you're still there.
Sheehan: Do go on Mr. Faure.
Bronte:(on phone) Phil, I can't talk right now.
Georges: Hmm?
Sheehan: The parcels. You were up to where you had her parcels.
Georges: Oh yes, yes. So I found this extra parcel. I knew I had nine and now ten. I say "what was going on?" I say to myself. And I open it and it was uhh, lady's underwears.
Gorski: Lady's underwear?
Georges: Exactement. So, I called Anton and he said "It must belong to Betty."
Gorski: You mean Bronte.
Georges:Yes, Bronte. But I didn't know her name. And so now I did and that's it.
Gorski: May I use your bathroom?
Georges: Hmm?
Gorski: Bathroom.
Georges: What for?
Gorski: Uhh well, I need to use it, the bathroom.
Georges: Oh, please go ahead.
Gorski: Where is it?
Georges: What?
Gorski: The lavatory, could you show me where it is?
Georges: Oh yes, please follow me.
Georges and Gorski get up and head over to a hallway with three doors. Georges stops at one of the doors, pauses for a moment and then opens it. A mop and an ironing board fall out at Gorski.
Georges: Oh, that used to be the bathroom before the renovations. I keep forgetting.
He opens up another room into the bedroom.
Georges: This was the broom closet but we made it into the bedroom, you see. And this door is the bathroom.
Gorski opens the door and goes inside. He has a stern expression on his face as he shuts the door behind him.
Georges: Merde.